The branches flew and kept striking.

Wind, fire, ice, snow, thunder and smoke are all present on the branches.

Xiao Liang had a spear in his hand, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

A god of war condenses.

One shot after another, constantly shattering branches and constantly searching for the deity of the ancient god of Thousand Woods.

However, all ancient trees are the same.

The same breath and the same strength.

Except for the different attacks, the rest are exactly the same.

It seems that every ancient tree is the original!

The ancient god of Thousand Wood may not be as good as other ancient gods in terms of attack power.

However, in terms of defense and vitality, it is stronger than many ancient gods.

This is also the reason why he was able to stabilize his aperture and stay successfully.
Chapter completed!